I wish I could Unfall...
Previously I've written here about my ongoing journey with German language acquisition. Well, this week German provided me with the most confusing word for when my journey hits a bump in the road...or in this case, a bush.
You see, the German word for accident is Unfall.
Which is the exact opposite of what I did. I had a fall.
Off my bike.*
On to the ground.
After hitting a bush.
And I broke my (left) arm. Just below the elbow.
This is my first broken bone in 53 years and I can honestly say, 'OMG, it really hurts!'
For the time being I am muddling along with the tasks of life using only one arm.
Today I had my first hair wash since my Unfall...
|(shower kit for my cast)|
...which yielded these results:
(I'm selfie-challenged under the best of circumstances, so my apologies for the wonky angle...)
Despite my Unfall, my spirit cannot be broken!
Today's poem is explains how it all happened...
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*it was NOT an e-bike.
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